Chapter 18
The heavy double doors of the study slid open, and Edward Sterling walked into the room.
He still wore his immaculate navy tuxedo jacket, his silver hair reflecting the moonlight pouring through the windows.
He walked with slow, deliberate steps, holding a heavy crystal glass filled with amber scotch.
"You shouldn't have dug so deep, Elena," Edward said softly, his voice echoing with terrifying, calm authority.
"I built this empire with my brother, but Richard wanted to give forty percent of it to charity."
"You... you killed my father?" Elena gasped out, tears finally spilling over her dark eyes.
"You killed your own brother for money?!"
Edward took a slow sip of his scotch, setting the glass down on her mahogany desk.
"Not for money, Elena... for power," Edward corrected her with an icy, dead unblinking stare.
"Richard was weak... he lacked the ruthless stomach required to rule a global empire."
"And what about Chloe and Montgomery?" Elena demanded, clutching her throat.
"They were convenient pawns," Edward explained with a chilling smile.
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"I used their greed to cover my tracks, and I used your desire for vengeance to destroy them."
"You delivered the Montgomery family to federal prison on a silver platter for me."
